Haikyuu!!: The Disaster of Gamers

Oikawa Tetsu stood at the baseline, spinning the blue and yellow volleyball in his hand.

The scoreboard shows 24:23.

With just one point to go, Aoba Johsai could have dragged the game into overtime, or rather, completely broken Karasuno's mentality.

Standing in the back row, Lu Ren looked at the man in the distance who exuded the aura of a "final boss" and couldn't help but click his tongue inwardly. It was like you painstakingly whittled down the boss's health to near zero, only for the boss to suddenly go into berserk mode and unleash a barrage of full-screen AOE skills without restraint.

Moreover, this BOSS specifically targets the mage with the lowest defense in the team.

Hotaru Tsukishima stood on the front flank, her face so dark it could drip water. Those two shots were like two resounding slaps, leaving this usually aloof, tall, bespectacled man completely disoriented.

Just then, an orange head suddenly popped out.

"Um... Your Majesty!!"

Hinata Shoyo put his hands to his mouth, making a megaphone shape, and shouted at the top of his lungs towards the other side of the net.

The entire room fell silent.

Oikawa Tetsu stopped spinning the ball and raised an eyebrow as he looked over.

Hinata took a deep breath, as if squeezing every last breath out of his lungs: "Aim at me! I'll catch it! Don't let my size fool you, I can still catch the ball! Pass it over here!!"

Lu Ren's eye twitched.

What is this?

Basic taunting skills?

Moreover, it's the kind of physical taunt that relies solely on a loud voice without any aggro bonus. It's like a newbie villager in cloth armor yelling "Hey, you bastard, come here!" at a max-level demon king—it's laughable but has absolutely no tactical deterrent effect.

"Stop yelling." Hotaru Tsukishima frowned, her voice full of disgust. "It's too embarrassing."

"Huh?!" Hinata instantly bristled, like a puppy whose tail had been stepped on. "I was trying to help you share the burden! We're facing a huge crisis, how can you be so annoying even at a time like this!"

"No need," Tsukishima replied coldly. "Mind your own business."

Hinata's face flushed red as he seemed to be racking his brains for words, finally managing to stammer, "Tanaka-senpai once said that in volleyball, as long as you're on the same side of the net, you're all partners!"

Tanaka Ryunosuke, who was standing nearby in a defensive stance, suddenly straightened up, tears welling in his eyes: "That's right! That's my motto! Hyuga, you have a good memory!"

Tsukishima's expression was as if he had swallowed a fly; his physical disgust was almost palpable.

Lu Ren silently moved two steps to the side and interjected, "They might not all be partners, right?"

The three of them turned to look at him at the same time.

Lu Ren, expressionless, pointed to Kageyama Tobio, who was standing at the setter position with a dark expression: "After all, just a dozen minutes ago, a certain 'partner' had just used a serve to give his own setter a physical polishing of the back of the head. I don't think even the people from the opposing Qingcheng team could do that kind of ruthless attack on a teammate."

Hinata's face instantly turned a deep purplish-red, and his previous defiant spirit vanished in an instant: "That...that was an accident!!"

Kageyama Tobio turned his head and stared at Hyuga with a sinister look, his fist clenched so tightly that his knuckles cracked.

"Alright! Stop fooling around!"

Sawamura Daichi's voice rang out at the opportune moment, carrying an undeniable authority. As the patriarch of this group, he knew very well that now was not the time for stand-up comedy.

Daichi walked to the back row, patted Tsukishima on the shoulder, and then pointed to the sideline: "Tsukishima, move a little closer to the sideline. I'll take care of the middle area."

Tsukishima paused for a moment, then nodded: "I understand."

"Listen up, everyone!" Daichi lowered his weight, his gaze fixed on Oikawa Toru across from him. "Stop making any unnecessary expressions and focus all your energy on the next shot! If we can get the ball high, we have a chance!"

All members of Karasuno quickly returned to their positions.

The banter just now was like the calm before the storm, and the air became thick again.

On the other side of the net.

Oikawa Tetsu watched Karasuno's changing formation, a playful smile playing on his lips.

"Relying on the captain, who's good at receiving the ball, to expand the defensive range and protect that bespectacled first-year student?" Oikawa Tetsu murmured to himself, his voice carrying a hint of knowing composure. "Not a bad idea. But, a volleyball court is huge; one person can't defend the whole court."

He tossed the ball again.

approach.

Take off.

This time, Oikawa Tetsu didn't pursue extreme power like he did with the previous two shots. He changed the trajectory of his arm swing in mid-air, wrapping his palm around the side of the ball, and hit a high-speed, controlled shot.

The ball speed was still very fast, but the landing point was even more fatal.

The ball sailed over the net, tracing a tricky arc, heading straight for the open space in front of Tsukishima Hotaru. That position was exactly the area Tsukishima had just vacated to move to the side, while Sawamura Daichi was still more than two meters away.

"Tsk."

Lu Ren cursed inwardly. This AI's algorithm is too intelligent; it specifically targets loopholes in defense judgment.

Hotaru Tsukishima gritted his teeth and lunged forward. He knew that if he didn't receive the ball well, it would be a point for the enemy, but he had to go for it.

"Bang!"

The ball hit Tsukishima's forearm.

Because of the excessive pursuit of accuracy in receiving the ball, and because Oikawa Toru's shot itself had lost some of its power, the volleyball didn't fly out of bounds as it had before, but instead bounced high into the air—

However, the direction is wrong.

The ball cleared the net and flew towards the field west of Aoba Castle.

"An opportunity!!"

Aoki's free man, Watari Chikaharu, shouted.

But the ball landed too far forward, and the libero didn't have time to react.

A figure quickly stepped in.

It is Toru Oikawa.

He received the pass smoothly, his movements so precise it looked like he was filming an instructional video.

"Oh no." Lu Ren's heart skipped a beat.

The fact that the setter received the first pass means that Qingcheng had no setter to organize the attack in this round.

No.

The moment Oikawa Tetsu received the ball, his gaze was already locked on the front row. That position was where Kindaichi, who had been suppressed the whole time, was.

The ball was pushed high towards the net.

This wasn't a setter's pass; it was a high-quality adjustment pass.

"Kkindaichi!!"

Hearing the call, the leek-headed secondary attacker roared, took a running start, and jumped. He had been frustrated all game, suppressed by Kageyama and toyed with by Hyuga, and now he finally had an outlet for his anger.

This shot had nothing fancy about it; it was pure height and power.

Once it's deducted, it's split evenly.

Kindaichi swung his arm in a wide arc, about to smash the ball onto Karasuno's floor.

At this critical moment.

An orange bolt of lightning slashed horizontally in.

Hinata Shoyo.

He was just at the other end of the court a moment ago, but now he's appeared in Kindaichi's field of vision as if he's teleported.

He jumped up.

Although he was not as tall as Kindaichi, his outstretched hand stubbornly blocked the ball's path.

"Don't even think about going there!!"

"Bang!"

The volleyball slammed heavily into Hinata's palm, making a crisp sound. The tremendous impact caused Hinata's palm to tilt backward, but he held on.

The ball didn't hit the ground; instead, it was blocked and bounced high into the air.

"Good shot!! One touch!!"

Ryunosuke Tanaka roared excitedly, his voice cracking.

This isn't just a barrier; this is risking lives to block the road.

The ball is still in the air.

Kageyama Tobio didn't even check if Hinata had landed safely; his body had already instinctively rushed towards the landing point of the volleyball.

For a setter, the game isn't over until the ball hits the ground.

As for Hinata Shoyo—

As long as Kageyama is under the ball, he has to run.

The impact of the landing was still jarring his legs, but Hyuga seemed unaffected, pushing off the ground with his toes and starting up again.

He rushed to the net.

Without the slightest hesitation or doubt.

"Is that guy... a monster?" The thought flashed through Lu Ren's mind as he watched Hinata's retreating figure. A normal person's stamina bar would be completely empty by now, yet this guy could still sprint?

Tobio Kageyama stood under the ball.

He heard that familiar voice.

That was the whistling sound of shoe soles rubbing against the floor, the sound of wind being torn apart.

He knew that the short man in orange was already in position.

If you can't catch up with him even for a moment, you'll always be a step behind.

On this court, the only thing that can keep up with Hinata Shoyo's speed is the volleyball in his hands.

Kageyama holds the ball in both hands.

At that moment, the world seemed to stand still.

He didn't look at the attackers, because he didn't need to. That coordinate was already etched into his mind.

The fingers exert force, and the wrist flicks.

The volleyball transformed into a straight laser beam, instantly traversing half the court.

at the same time.

Hinata Shoyo has already taken to the air.

He swung his arm in the air as if wielding a sword to cut through thorns.

There was no waiting, no observation.

At the moment he swung his arm, the ball landed perfectly in his palm.

This kind of combination seems illogical no matter how many times you watch it. It completely rubs the physics engine into the ground.

"Bang!!!"

A loud bang.

The volleyball bounced off the court in the west of Aoba Castle, then bounced back towards the backcourt before coming to a stop against the wall.

Oikawa Tetsu stood rooted to the spot, maintaining a defensive stance, but his body couldn't react in time. His pupils contracted slightly as he watched the small man excitedly clench his fist after landing.

25: 23.

The whistle blew.

Karasuno won the third game.

The crowd cheered.

Hinata excitedly turned around, wanting to high-five Kageyama, but Kageyama pushed her face away with a look of disgust. Tanaka rushed over and ruffled Hinata's hair, and Daichi breathed a sigh of relief, revealing a relieved smile.

Only Lu Ren stood still, without moving.

He stared at Hinata Shoyo, his brows furrowed, his eyes filled with a look of utter disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost.

Just a moment ago.

It was in the frame where Hinata swung his arm to spike the ball.

Lu Ren could see it clearly.

Hinata Shoyo's eyes... were open.

Although it was only for a moment, and although he had closed his eyes during every previous fast break, like a gambler who had left his fate in God's hands.

But just now, that look in his eyes—clear, sharp, fixed intently on the ball's trajectory.

Am I seeing things?

Lu Ren rubbed his eyes.

According to the previous setting, this kid's "weird fast break" can only be triggered by closing his eyes. This is to overcome his fear of the ball and to make him trust Kageyama's ball-handling skills wholeheartedly.

This is similar to the trigger condition for a passive skill.

If he opens his eyes...

That means he's starting to try and control this skill?

If true, then the speed of this "evolution" is terrifying. This isn't just patching; it's completely rewriting the underlying code.